1:27 I don't know what we should talk about (right now). I'm reading cards. Have I lost touch with you guys? I think some of that had to be done (Just going with where my weird thinking wanted to go). Or I wouldn't be able to focus on writing those messages. A lot I wanted to say. And a lot I did say. So that makes me different, also? My career was meant to be in the world of words. I can't say the things I need to through musical notes. And I can't share the emotions that musical notes carry. Except by painting pictures with my words. And I have to hope that my words do an okay job of expressing something that music could do better. But I don't have that option. So my way evokes a different response.I have to say solid ideas. Then too, I wonder what Rob thinks. And I wonder who thinks they understand why I'm led to believe such things. The world of religion isn't a world people talk seriously about everyday, in mainstream or pop culture society. Just sharing ideas. Like I've said, I was never the popular one. And I never had ideas like these to share. So if these ideas are unpopular, that's just what happens with EXPLAINING one's beliefs. Beliefs are private things. People usually gather with people who believe the same or similar things. Here we gather for reasons still unknown to me, and I let my theories wander. I'm getting very good at wild theory. Just some thoughts. And then we'll see, I guess. That's all anyone can do, is wait, when it comes to theories and metaphors like these. I'm tired from the day's activities. And my weird thoughts don't have the same oomph...but I find I am meditating on them. I still don't know what they mean. I just know they're there, and I feel they need me to honor them. That's the thing I can do. Not really a new way to do my tasks. Just a set of circumstances I think are real. Not ideas that make me go to church or synagogue, but if I felt I had to, or if I just always had for years when I met you all, no one could expect me to change my feelings about going to those places
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